First of all, the name has...

First of all, the name has changed: Crazy Horse Gentlemen's Club. Lipstick's burned but not down: an electrical fire in the outer walls took the place out of business for six months. They re-did the place and it it looks great. Same good parking, same basic layout, even the man tending the bathroom and handing out paper towels is the same. They did a great job with the lights; the old club was too bright, odd for a strip club. The new club is just right. And clean chairs. The stage is different, in the center of the club now, two poles, no waiting. Still the VIP room off to the left. Never got there this time.

And that's part of the problem: drinks, drinks, drinks! I was constantly hounded for drinks. Three times in under a minute. There were other guys in the club. Just too many push waitresses. One girl put her drink down on my table and went off to dance for somebody else! Then another good-looking girl sat down. I bought her a drink (twelve dollars) and a beer for myself (six dollars). Her friend came over and then they talked a lot together. Hey, I'm over here. With money!! I came with three hundred dollars to spend and left after spending eighty on drinks for the table, no dances. No attention either. After the third beer, I left for the bathroom, and then I just left.

Will I be back? Probably, but not real fast. The club is great, the girls are hot, but the constant pushing of drinks and too much of the wrong kind of services put me off. To be fair, it was a weekday night, I got there at ten and left after midnight, still wishing I had a better time. I'll take my money somewhere else and try to have a good time. Sorry, Crazy Horse, it's just not the same old fun place where girls paid attention to you. Just my bad luck? You can try it with your money but good luck.